WINDOW IN THE SKY

                                WINDOW IN THE SKY
                                                
                               

       Sometime I wonder if someones watching us from a window in the sky. 

THE GOLDEN COMPASS

        MEMORABLE LINES FROM THE GOLDEN COMPASS

To strike a day too soon is as bad as striking a hundred miles off                  


coming from the walls all around was a slight humming sound, almost too low to hear, the sort of sound you had to get used to or go mad.


she had to be vague in some places and invent plausible details in others; she had to be an artist, in short.


Buy a little farm, a few head of cattle,some horses...Nothing grand, you notice. No palace or slaves or heaps of gold. Just the evening wind over the sage, and a ceegar, and a glass of bourbon whiskey


We are all subject to the fates. But we must all act as if we are not